My rib departed,
the tender soul sweet support.
You came and went and yet
what you left behind was a
vision of God's gift. Man
was made from clay and women
from the side of his tutelage.
A reflection of his love we
shared fractioned in the tender
kiss of vanilla and caramel Sundays.
For He so loved the world he died
for us, so that we could adore each
other forever. I told you once
that if I could choose a wife
out of all the women in the world;
I would choose you without a first thought.
Five months ago we fell for each other under
the secrecy of stars, cuddling close in
the union of beating hearts. My left ventricle
beats out the syllables of your first name
and my right all the letters of your last.
Now we are separated and God's will be done.
Will we reunite again? I can't say but all I know
is that you are worth the wait.

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